“Freaking amazing.” Clarissa clapped her hands loudly, her eyes twinkling as she watched Zaramanni twirl in her dress. “Absolutely amazing. I knew this dress was this one, but now that I see you in it…” A sharp breath and Clarissa moved closer to Zaramanni, her hands cupping the shoulders of her dress. “... I am more than certain that I did a great job.” The image in the mirror was strange to Zaramanni and that was because she was so beautiful. She had never seen herself looking that good. Before that moment, she never felt amazing about wearing clothes. What good were clothes if they failed to hide her uniqueness from prying eyes? That was what Zaramanni thought whenever her Granny tried to make her wear clothes that were fancier than her normal wear. But at that moment… Coupled with the shine in her hair and the unexpected glow on her skin, she was gorgeous. Zaramanni felt really, really good about herself. And Clarissa didn’t fail to share her excitement. But the she-wolf

It was as though stones had been fixed into the soles of her feet. Zara’s eyes felt itchy in the worst way. Her throat became dry, and she found it hard to let something soothe the feeling. And, her heart hitched for a second, only to thud mercilessly after.Zaramanni then closed her eyes. Before she opened them, she prayed, with all her might, that the woman covered in blood, that the woman close to death's doorstep, was not Clarissa.But when she opened her eyes, her knees kissed the ground. Zara became numb and the noise around her became faint mumbles. As the feeling of lifelessness rested on her soul, Zaramanni placed her sight on Clarissa. That was all she could see anyway. The terrible state of the she-wolf’s body was in focus and Zara could not stop releasing thick, short breaths as she tried to fully process the moment.But it soon occurred to her that she would never be able to process it. The fact that Clarissa, who she was speaking to minutes ago, was maliciously sprawle

When Zaramanni woke up from the slumber she wasn’t aware she fell into, she noted that she was not in her bed. Without opening her eyes, she could tell that much. And when she noted that the scent that surrounded her was not that of Beta Zoey’s, her eyes snapped open and she sat up. With caution tucked into her narrowed eyes, she scanned the aesthetic ceiling of the room. Then, she studied the enormous bed that she thought would conveniently take about ten slim people. When she looked ahead and studied the layout of the room, it occurred to her that she had come to that place before. She just didn't recall the details. When Zara got off the somewhat high bed, she noticed that she was dressed in one of Zoey’s shirts and that made her wonder if Zoey had another room in the manor. But then, Zaramanni could strongly sense that she was not in the manor. Unlike the rooms she had seen in the Crown-Blood Manor, that room was colourful, grandly exquisite and it was like a room meant for a K

BOOK TWO PART ONE: LOVES, LIES, SECRETS PART ONE BEGINS ~ PART ONE: CHAPTER ONE ~ Zaramanni was restless. So restless, she could not bother to see the beauty of the room she was in. To her, as long as Alpha’s Darren detainment sustains, she had no desire to adjust to the change he subjected her to. So, she needed to confront him. There was no way he was going to get away with his reckless and selfish decision. Pacing the area that faced the doors of the grand room, Zaramanni wondered why her powers chose to fail her at that very moment. While her powers had proven to be fickle and powerful at the same time, Zaramanni wished to hope that the driving force behind her powers would push her out of that place. She didn’t want to stay in the palace, no matter how huge and beautiful it was. She wanted to go back to the manor. Though sleeping alone in her room might be difficult for some time, seeing Zoey was all she needed to take her mind off things. So, no, staying in Zenrada’s

“Are we there yet?” Zaramanni asked for the third time, her calves already feeling the effect of walking up a hilly road.Beta Zoey, who was walking ahead with a rather proud gait in his steps, stopped to face her. Stretching his hand and offering his help once again, he said, “We are almost there. Do you want me to carry you?” he offered. Zaramanni almost said no but the throbbing in her legs was enough warning for Zara who quickly nodded and accepted the Beta's offer.“Okay…” His response was filled with excitement as he squatted and offered his broad back.Zaramanni watched as the night’s breeze blew through his hair which had grown a few inches overnight. So, with a smile on her lips, she climbed on his back and asked, “Doesn’t this remind you of that day?”“The day I got rid of the Vampire’s venom from your body?” A little grunt left his lips as he adjusted Zara’s body and gently got on his feet.“Yes. You remember.”“I will never forget things that have to do with you,” Zoey re